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(Via Facebook Messenger)
Appreciate the sentiment
As if you really sent it
If you meant to be my medicine
I'd take it as a jettison
Things I wrote were a bit of a sensitive nature
Proposed things to do I never can or will wager
On such a sacred lamb
To be sacrificed
To an illegitimate scam
To be short this is ozenoz
The pilot
The birthday guy
Who let down everybody
When even being
"Fortunate"
I didn't get it by
I'd be a two bit thief if I didn't
Make the offer
Can I get a shot at Rhymesayers?
This is what I have to proffer:
- Talent
- Poise
- Presence
- A voice
- Multi instrumentalist
- Writer
- A comic with a choice
I'm not all that well recorded yet
But I will get together a demo
Just hit me back please if anything just to say
Hello
J.E. Ayers Brooks
"Ozenoz"
Of Ozenoz Media
Lyrics:
Ant+Slug=Dope
In 2013/14 when I had 100k hot hits on my writing, with 750k google+ hits there facing homelessness sitting on a park bench under a tent in downtown SD swallowing dimes of amphetamines to try and stay focused on work with a newborn baby and dreams in the midst of her mothers passionate hopes, Atmosphere wrote a song to me.
It spoke of my lust, a premie with a cardiac monitor, lines from cosmik comedy, stand up recovery drama sarcasm, and hope.
Though they filled it with hope, they never reached my ears til ghetto hustle had drowned these ears in despair.
To this day I am thankful for this straight prose dedicated to me which has reached straight on to my love of art.
Thank you. Ant, Slug, others.
Thank you.
